"Oh yea, Ed said to head for earth." Alex said as she snapped out of her little trance. She was still looking at the blank computer screen in hopes that Spike may reappear.
"Did she say anything else?" he asked as he began to type furiously at the control panel. Alex shook her head.
"Nope. She said to head for earth and that was it." she said as she started on her way back to the living area where Ed was fiddling with the computer.
"Great. We'll touch down just in time to start grilling." He said as he set the course into the computer and reclined in the chair.
"Whatever. I'm going to go back and hang out with Ed." She said as she began walking away. she was about half way down the corridor when she realized someone was behind her. She turned to see Jet walking about 10 feet back with his hands buried deep in his pockets. She kept walking anyway and emerged into the living area to see Ed, with her goggles still on, dancing with Ein.
"Spike called, Jet!" Ed said as she flung Ein over her shoulder and pulled her goggles up onto her forehead.
"Yea, I know. I was talking to him." He grumbled.
"If that's what you want to call it. It was more like screaming." Alex said.
"Yea, yea, yea…" he said as he went to the refrigerator. He pulled out a bottle of water and opened it. He took a sip and walked back towards her, on his way back to the piloting area.
"Why are you holding such a grudge against him?" Alex asked as they came face to face.
"I'm not holding a grudge. What makes you think that?" he asked. Alex just looked at him.
"You say you aren't but you were just yelling and screaming at him? Come on Jet, it's a little obvious." She said. Jet just pushed through her, forcing her to the ground, and walked through the corridor.
"Don't get involved in our business. It's nothing for someone like you to worry about." He said as he kept walking. Alex watched as he reached the end of the hall and the door shut behind him. She just sat there on the floor wondering what had just happened.
"Hmm, Ed thinks Jet is mad. Is Alex okay?" Ed asked as she hopped over like a frog and sat beside her.
"Yea, I'm fine. Ed doesn't need to worry about Alex." She said as she rubbed her shoulder. Jet had pushed her really hard. What was going on between him and Spike that had gotten him so mad?
"Okay, well, ed has found more information on Zeke, would Alex like to view it?" Ed asked as she helped pull Alex to her feet.
"Sure, why not." Alex said as she walked over to the computer. Ed had found so much about him; it was hard to not find him. After looking over all the stuff Ed had found, Alex went over to the couch and decided to take a nap. She shut her eyes and rolled over. In a few moments, she had lost consciousness and was sleeping like a baby. She didn't know how long she was out, but when she had finally come to the ship had been turned off and she could hear the sound of water lapping at the side of the ship.
"'Bout time you're awake, I was starting to contemplate cooking the chops myself." She heard Jet say. She turned her head to see Jet sitting in the chair.
"Where's Ed?" Alex asked with a slight yawn.
"Gone visiting. I told her to be back here by noon tomorrow or we'd go look for the bounty without her." He said.
"Oh." She said.
"Alex, I'm sorry about earlier. I was just irritated at Spike is all. I didn't mean to push you down." He said apologetically.
"It's alright Jet, I understand. You and he probably are at odds and you're right for me to not get involved in what was going on between the two of you." She said. "After all, he did leave to take down both the Vicious who had stolen his Julia and the Vicious who was heading the Red Dragon." She said. Jet looked at her.
"You listened to the story I told Blade?" he asked. Alex smiled.
"Meh, that door. When I slammed it, it opened back up just a hair and I was able to hear the whole thing as I sat on my bed in tears." She said as she yawned again.
"Heh, that door." Jet said with a smile. Alex sat up and then stood.
"Well, I suppose that means we should grill?" she asked. Jet nodded.
"I'll get a knife and the piping bag. He said as she followed him to the kitchen area. Alex pulled the pork chops and stuffing from the fridge and began prepping them. As soon as Jet handed her the knife, she quickly sliced pockets into them and put them back onto the platter. Jet filled the piping bag with stuffing and gave it to Alex. She filled each chop with the mixture and put them onto a different platter.
"Where's the grill?" she asked as she grabbed the little egg timer off the stove.
"I set it up just inside the door. I'll go and take it out onto the docks now and fire it up." he said as he began walking down the hall. She followed behind with the pork and timer and a small bowl of oil and a brand new paintbrush. She watched as Jet lugged the big and bulky grill out of the ship and set it onto the dock. With the turn of a few knobs and the click of the igniter, the grill was on and heating up quick.
"Well, I should be able to put them on in a few minutes after the grill gets good and hot." Alex said as she used the brush to wipe the chops down with the oil. The grill got hot enough and the pork went on. After about 20 minutes, they were done and the grill was turned off. There was a lovely view from the edge of the dock they were on, so they decided to make diner out to be a picnic. Jet retrieved all the things they'd need and brought them out. They sat out on the dock, eating their stuffed pork chops and potato chips in the glow of the moonlight and the streetlamp far behind them.
"Jet, do you like having me around?" Alex asked out of the blue.
"Of course! You're great company and a great partner. Why are you asking?" he asked.
"I was just wondering because we bicker a lot, you know?" she said.
"Alex, even the best of friends bicker. You're great to have around and I hope you'll stay. After all, on this beat up old ship, nothing can tear us apart as friends and comrades." He said with a smile and the raising of his beer. Alex looked over, smiled, and raised her wine cooler to him.
"To an everlasting friendship." She smiled.
"I'll drink to that." He said as the two bottles clinked together for a brief moment and then were drawn back and drank. It was one of the most relaxing nights aboard the Bebop, and probably the last one they'd have for a long time.
"Did she say anything else?" he asked as he began to type furiously at the control panel. Alex shook her head.
"Nope. She said to head for earth and that was it." she said as she started on her way back to the living area where Ed was fiddling with the computer.
"Great. We'll touch down just in time to start grilling." He said as he set the course into the computer and reclined in the chair.
"Whatever. I'm going to go back and hang out with Ed." She said as she began walking away. she was about half way down the corridor when she realized someone was behind her. She turned to see Jet walking about 10 feet back with his hands buried deep in his pockets. She kept walking anyway and emerged into the living area to see Ed, with her goggles still on, dancing with Ein.
"Spike called, Jet!" Ed said as she flung Ein over her shoulder and pulled her goggles up onto her forehead.
"Yea, I know. I was talking to him." He grumbled.
"If that's what you want to call it. It was more like screaming." Alex said.
"Yea, yea, yea…" he said as he went to the refrigerator. He pulled out a bottle of water and opened it. He took a sip and walked back towards her, on his way back to the piloting area.
"Why are you holding such a grudge against him?" Alex asked as they came face to face.
"I'm not holding a grudge. What makes you think that?" he asked. Alex just looked at him.
"You say you aren't but you were just yelling and screaming at him? Come on Jet, it's a little obvious." She said. Jet just pushed through her, forcing her to the ground, and walked through the corridor.
"Don't get involved in our business. It's nothing for someone like you to worry about." He said as he kept walking. Alex watched as he reached the end of the hall and the door shut behind him. She just sat there on the floor wondering what had just happened.
"Hmm, Ed thinks Jet is mad. Is Alex okay?" Ed asked as she hopped over like a frog and sat beside her.
"Yea, I'm fine. Ed doesn't need to worry about Alex." She said as she rubbed her shoulder. Jet had pushed her really hard. What was going on between him and Spike that had gotten him so mad?
"Okay, well, ed has found more information on Zeke, would Alex like to view it?" Ed asked as she helped pull Alex to her feet.
"Sure, why not." Alex said as she walked over to the computer. Ed had found so much about him; it was hard to not find him. After looking over all the stuff Ed had found, Alex went over to the couch and decided to take a nap. She shut her eyes and rolled over. In a few moments, she had lost consciousness and was sleeping like a baby. She didn't know how long she was out, but when she had finally come to the ship had been turned off and she could hear the sound of water lapping at the side of the ship.
"'Bout time you're awake, I was starting to contemplate cooking the chops myself." She heard Jet say. She turned her head to see Jet sitting in the chair.
"Where's Ed?" Alex asked with a slight yawn.
"Gone visiting. I told her to be back here by noon tomorrow or we'd go look for the bounty without her." He said.
"Oh." She said.
"Alex, I'm sorry about earlier. I was just irritated at Spike is all. I didn't mean to push you down." He said apologetically.
"It's alright Jet, I understand. You and he probably are at odds and you're right for me to not get involved in what was going on between the two of you." She said. "After all, he did leave to take down both the Vicious who had stolen his Julia and the Vicious who was heading the Red Dragon." She said. Jet looked at her.
"You listened to the story I told Blade?" he asked. Alex smiled.
"Meh, that door. When I slammed it, it opened back up just a hair and I was able to hear the whole thing as I sat on my bed in tears." She said as she yawned again.
"Heh, that door." Jet said with a smile. Alex sat up and then stood.
"Well, I suppose that means we should grill?" she asked. Jet nodded.
"I'll get a knife and the piping bag. He said as she followed him to the kitchen area. Alex pulled the pork chops and stuffing from the fridge and began prepping them. As soon as Jet handed her the knife, she quickly sliced pockets into them and put them back onto the platter. Jet filled the piping bag with stuffing and gave it to Alex. She filled each chop with the mixture and put them onto a different platter.
"Where's the grill?" she asked as she grabbed the little egg timer off the stove.
"I set it up just inside the door. I'll go and take it out onto the docks now and fire it up." he said as he began walking down the hall. She followed behind with the pork and timer and a small bowl of oil and a brand new paintbrush. She watched as Jet lugged the big and bulky grill out of the ship and set it onto the dock. With the turn of a few knobs and the click of the igniter, the grill was on and heating up quick.
"Well, I should be able to put them on in a few minutes after the grill gets good and hot." Alex said as she used the brush to wipe the chops down with the oil. The grill got hot enough and the pork went on. After about 20 minutes, they were done and the grill was turned off. There was a lovely view from the edge of the dock they were on, so they decided to make diner out to be a picnic. Jet retrieved all the things they'd need and brought them out. They sat out on the dock, eating their stuffed pork chops and potato chips in the glow of the moonlight and the streetlamp far behind them.
"Jet, do you like having me around?" Alex asked out of the blue.
"Of course! You're great company and a great partner. Why are you asking?" he asked.
"I was just wondering because we bicker a lot, you know?" she said.
"Alex, even the best of friends bicker. You're great to have around and I hope you'll stay. After all, on this beat up old ship, nothing can tear us apart as friends and comrades." He said with a smile and the raising of his beer. Alex looked over, smiled, and raised her wine cooler to him.
"To an everlasting friendship." She smiled.
"I'll drink to that." He said as the two bottles clinked together for a brief moment and then were drawn back and drank. It was one of the most relaxing nights aboard the Bebop, and probably the last one they'd have for a long time.